Chapter 118: One Move to Defeat a Group, Jia Lie Ao Slaps Himself
Wu Tian flicked his sleeve, and a powerful surge of dou qi exploded from his palm.
A wave of cyan energy burst out from around him and Xun'er, expanding in a perfect circular arc.
Boom!
In an instant, Jia Lie Ao's men were sent flying, their bodies crashing to the ground like ragdolls.
They didn't even have time to scream before they all lost consciousness.
The scene was…
Utterly brutal.
There was no need to look to understand their condition
Just smelling the air was enough.
A thick, meaty aroma filled the night stronger than the scent of grilled skewers from the nearby food stalls.
And their bodies?
Their clothes had been completely vaporized, leaving behind charred, blackened skin.
They looked like…
Uncooked beggar's chickens, covered in a layer of burnt black crust.
The entire crowd froze in shock.
Everything had happened so fast.
In just a split second, Jia Lie Ao's men had been reduced to this state.
And the most terrifying thing?
Wu Tian stood there completely relaxed, hands behind his back
As if nothing had happened.
His jet black hair fluttered gently in the evening breeze, his figure exuding an indescribable elegance and dominance.
This was a true powerhouse.
Everyone around him was still reeling from shock, but for Wu Tian, this was just another ordinary day.
To deal with these weaklings, he didn't even need to use his soul power.
The attack just now
Was nothing more than a casual move using the pure strength of his body alone.
At most, it was just the power of a mere one star Da Dou Shi (Great Dou Fighter).
Jia Lie Ao's entire body trembled.
His hands shook violently as he pointed at Wu Tian, his voice stammering in terror:
"Y you… You're a… G g great Dou Fighter?!"
His words, spoken like a machine gun, sent shockwaves through the entire crowd.
The bustling night market erupted into chaos.
A Great Dou Fighter?!
That was on the same level as the three great family leaders of Wu Tan City!
Even Xiao Zhan, the strongest among them, was only a five star Great Dou Fighter.
Yet this seventeen year old boy standing before them
Was already a Great Dou Fighter?!
The reality was undeniable.
They had all witnessed it firsthand
A single move had wiped out a squad of Dou Zhe (Fighter) and Dou Shi (Battle Master) experts.
Only a Great Dou Fighter could possibly achieve that.
At that moment, another group of onlookers had just arrived
It was Xiao Zhan and the three elders of the Xiao Clan.
They had rushed here after hearing the commotion, just in time to see Wu Tian's overwhelming power.
Xiao Zhan and the elders were stunned.
They sucked in a sharp breath, their hearts pounding in disbelief.
"This Wu Gan… He's already a Great Dou Fighter?! So young… What kind of terrifying background does he have?!"
At this moment, Xiao Zhan secretly rejoiced.
He had never made an enemy out of Wu Tian.
Otherwise, the Xiao Clan might have been wiped out without even knowing how they died.
If Wu Tian was this strong,
Then what about his mysterious butler, Uncle Wu?
Just thinking about it made Xiao Zhan's skin crawl.
He didn't dare imagine how powerful Wu Tian's true backers were.
For now
They would stand back and enjoy the show.
Meanwhile, Jia Lie Ao was losing his mind.
His legs trembled uncontrollably.
Not only had he offended a Great Dou Fighter,
But he had insulted him in the worst way possible!
He was certain
If his father didn't arrive soon,
He was going to die tonight.
But what terrified him the most
Was the strange smile on Wu Tian's face.
Why… why hasn't he killed me yet?
His mind raced with fear, but his body acted on pure survival instinct.
"Thud!"
Jia Lie Ao collapsed onto his knees before Wu Tian.
With a loud slap, he struck his own face.
"Wu Shaoye! (Young Master Wu!) I was wrong! I deserve to die! I was drunk! Please forgive me!"
"Smack!"
Another fierce slap landed on his own cheek.
"Wu Shaoye! Please, don't kill me! My father is Jia Lie Bi! Our clan is rich! I'll tell him to give you everything! Just spare me!"
At this moment, Jia Lie Ao had no dignity left.
He looked like a stray dog, desperately begging for mercy.
And yet
No one mocked him.
Because they knew
When faced with death, even the most arrogant men would beg like this.
This was human nature.
Especially for a spoiled young master like Jia Lie Ao
Of course, he would be terrified of dying.
Wu Tian gazed down at him, his voice calm and indifferent:
"Keep slapping. Did I tell you to stop?"
From the crowd, Xiao Zhan's expression stiffened.
Why do I feel like he's indirectly talking about me?
But he quickly shook off the thought.
He must have been overthinking things.
Meanwhile, Jia Lie Ao didn't dare hesitate.
"Slap! Slap! Slap! Slap!"
He kept hitting himself, the crisp sound echoing through the silent night market.
But no matter how hard he slapped,
He couldn't knock himself out.
Because let's be honest
Slapping yourself unconscious is a lot harder than it looks.
If you don't believe it, try it yourself.
Just as Jia Lie Ao's face started swelling like a pig's head
A furious roar erupted from the distance.
"STOP!!!"
(End of Chapter)
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